hey! Sorry I've been gone a while! Spring break has started so I might get a few chapters up for you! Now, I have a warning for you: This story will not entirely follow the events in the game. I will put some of my own stuff in it, because it's easier for me. And I'm sure you guys get tired of the same thing over and over again. Anyway, here is a new chapter for you, please review! P.S. and thank you so much for the reviews, favorites, and alerts thus far! It means a lot!


I walk in the middle of the mob like group, my head down and my pace slow. A gruff male hand grabs my shoulder and shoves me. I grunt and keep myself up, giving the man a glare. Prick.

"Rapido!" I silently mock the man while quickening my stride. The air is damp, threatening rain, and the tree's are leave-less. Small buildings are scattered around, farms. Cows with red eyes, crows cawing, and chickens clucking and laying eggs unexpectedly every now and then.

[1]"A través de les portes, volem arribar a l'església ràpid," the big scary man with two different colored eyes says.

"Si," mutters the group. I am pushed again and we go down a dirt path, to green double doors. The men work together to open the doors and push me through walk down another path lined with a wooden fence and shacks, and small houses. A large tower is to the right and a larger building is to the left. They guide me to the larger building, the small porch on a tiny little hill shaped piece of land. The big guy takes out a key that looks like its shaped like a bug and opens the door.

They push me into a small room, everything is the color brown from the wooden table to the ceiling and floors. It's rather dull. We got down a small hall and enter a small room with no windows and a lantern hanging from the ceiling. One of the men in the group goes forward and pulls on a handle, opening a secret passageway and jumping down it. The group moves forward and when it's my turn, I stupidly hesitate.

"Jump, girl," growls the big man.

"I-I can't. It's to high! Some one has to catch me!"

"Whimp," scoffs my inner voice. I mentally roll my eyes. The man huffs and pushes me. A scream is caught in my throat as I fall and hit the ground hard. "Ow!" I grown. "I think you broke our hip bone," says Carris. "Move!" She shouts at me. I quickly get up and out of the way as the big man jumps down. His weight would have crushed me to death. He hardly glances at me before grabbing a hold of my arm with bruising strength and yanks me along!

I bite back a comment as I run to keep up with him. We walk down a long corridor, candles lighting the way, and water splashing around our quick feat. We pass a lower level of the place, filled with water and I can see fish swimming around it. We climb up a latter to a higher balcony like thing, and a man opens the door, letting us file out. The cold air makes me shiver and I wrap my arms around myself for some kind of warmth.

A horrible shiver wreaks through me as I spot the grave yard ahead. I've never liked grave yards. They creep me out. But I suppose, I have other things to worry about. We walk up a path to a great big building, a church. The big guy opens the door and guides me in alone, the other men breaking apart. He walks me up to the first pew and sits me down roughly by the shoulders.

"You will wait here, or else." And then he walks out. I sit there about 20 minutes before the doors open and the tapping of wood against stone is heard. Hesitantly I look up and see a man with a purple robe and wooden staff with some kind of freaky thing among it walking to the front of the chapel. When he gets to the red covered table he looks down at me.

"So you are the infamous Ashley Graham?" He states, rather than asks. His voice is of heavy Spanish accent. "I have eagerly awaited your presence, miss Graham." I stare at him defiantly and he watches me intently. "Do you sing?" I do not answer, just stare.

"Answer me girl, do you sing?"

"Sometimes," I whisper. A smile breaks out on his face. A disgusting thing.

"Sing me a song. Something slow."

"..."

"I am waiting."

"My life is brilliant, my love is pure, I saw and angel, of that I'm sure.."

"No! No, no! I hate that song! To pretty!" I gulp and comb through my head for a song I know by heart that is sad.

"Hmmm hmmm hmmhmmmhmm hmmm Hush child the darkness will rise from the deep and carry you down into sleep child, the darkness will rise from the deep and, carry you down into sleep..."

After I finish the rather long song he smiles down at me.

"Tell me dear, what was the lovely tune you just sang?"

"Mordreds Lullaby."

"That was a wonderful masterpiece. Muy bueno."

He then walks forward and takes me by the hand. He leads me up a latter and into a storage room.

"Unfortunately, I still have to lock you up. Americans can not be trusted to stay alone and not sneak out." He slams the door and I hear a click and know the door is locked, and then the sound of metal hitting stone, and a locking sound. Did he put bars on the door? Grrreeat. Sarcasm.

[1]~ Through the doors, we want to get to the church fast.